To Me You Are Everything
Stalwarts of fondness will last for eons,
a humble candle flame that glows as neon.
If my love for you is at a searing depth,
dyes pierce the air as beams on breadth.
Only love can heal the molten, burning page,
a sublime, lofty yearning for wider rage.
It sparkles as a scorching protuberance,
to the point of tumultuous exuberance.
No one is a seer of another place or time.
could wish to have a body or face sublime.
My veins were swarming with warm blood.
Implications for the mind are still being thud.
And every night, swaying in hope from above,
as I am drowning in the heavenly flow of love.
Written: April 02, 2023
2nd place contest winner
I Only Live To Love You Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: JCB Brul
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